Mina Ekladious Poems

When eyes of trees behold the splendor of spring
And words from the sky on leaves begin to roll
I see the boughs hold each other and sing
While the trees lean down to the spring's soul
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A Trip to the life's forest, raindrops on leaves a sign of glee, or are they tears?
When hopes are concealed by the fears of trees,
And dreams are conquered by the anger of life's unease
Like in a ceaseless fight I behold fears, yet melancholy I walk beneath trees
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